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I think I've lost my words - not so much my voice. I still speak - speaking into young individuals' lives is indeed a privilege, I think, although I fail to appreciate it often in the moment. In the moment it doesn't feel like I'm doing anything that important - "it's my job". But away from this job during a nice long summer break; away from people I see and speak to everyday on the job, what words do I have left? I find my mind drifting back to the person I used to love; to the relationship I tried so hard to safe but couldn't because it was never up to me. I marvel at how short-lived it was and how I still think about it - how pathetic. It was time already a long time ago to stop remembering it this way. I think I'll write a letter to God about it - but then I think I've said it all. I don't have words anymore - only lots and lots of memories. And an undeniable sadness - it got ruined so completely. I have hope but I don't know what f...